each passing breath to each passing day
there's a mistake waiting to be made
I feel haunted, I feel torn apart
Crushing under the weight of expectation,
is my broken, tattered heart
I can't breathe
The air is collapsing around me
The pressure is expanding
All surrounding
Falling from up above I say goodbye to the clouds
I loved.
Falling from grace
Tears pour down my face
Forgive me god for being your
Disgrace.
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Author:
lisztmsv (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem I wrote with the feeling of regret and past mistakes. Of my failures and flaws. I feel apologetic and acceptance for all I have done wrong. I wrote this poem as a message to myself that I don't have to attain perfection. In spite of that sometimes you just have to fall and not care what the world may say.
- Category: Forgiveness
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Comments2
You laid it all out there. You captured my attention, and not only did I feel your pain, you spoke to my heart. And I am sure you would many others. Many of us don’t identify or accept or past transgressions. Great read, great emotion. TY
Thank you so much for your amazing feedback I really appreciate your positive words:)
More often than not I try to ignore the pain but on the other hand it demands to be felt.
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